The assistant shook his head. "I have already called to ask but it is Deputy Chairman Qin's assistant who keeps answering the phone. He is giving me random responses without saying anything conclusive."
"I see," acknowledged Chairman Wang softly.
Chairman Wang's phone rang as it sat on the table. The assistant leaned forward for a glance. Deputy Chairman Qin had called just when they were talking about him.
Chairman Wang paused slightly and then answered the phone. Before he was able to say something, Deputy Chairman Qin spoke first.
"Chairman Wang, do you know where the Chinese herb farmer lives?"
Deputy Chairman Qin was at the Chinese herb farm. As he spoke, he looked at the plant with leaves resembling bamboo leaves in the yard.
"He hails from a village in the South. I didn't ask him in detail. Why are you suddenly asking this?" enquired Chairman Wang quizzically.
